Crossroads

The dim sky, the heavy rain pouring down, and within the curtains of rain, a tall figure loomed closer step by step.

She sat in the car, lips tightly pressed together, staring at the dark shadow outside the window, instinctively shrinking back nervously The door was forcefully flung open, startling Stephanie.

Her eyes widened slightly, and she stared in astonishment at the man who suddenly appeared before her.

Dominick was dressed in a deep purple shirt. The rain had soaked his shirt and black trousers, which were clinging tightly to his body. Water droplets from his wet, short hair trickled down his stem face. His stunning features remained, yet there was a hint of anxiety and imitation between his brows.

"Who were you meeting with?" He stared at her, complex emotions swirling in his deep eyes.

Stephanie was a bit slow to react. She didn't answer him. She only heard his voice sounding hoarse and urgent.

The thick clouds churned heavily in the sky, thunder roared, and rain cascaded down. He stood outside the car, glaring at her startled face.

There was still little expression on Dominick's stern face, his right hand discreetly tightening around his phone.

A wry smile tugged at his lips. "How ridiculous, he thought.

Without waiting for her response, he turned and walked away.

"Wait..." Stephanie didn't know what she wanted to say, but her arm instinctively reached out and grabbed his shirt hem.

His steps halted.

"Mr. Wellington." A bodyguard hurriedly ran out of the black Bugatti in front, holding an umbrella and rushing to Dominick's side. They couldn't keep up with his quick movements just now.

The rain came suddenly. The early spring rain was a bit chilly, soaking Dominick through, yet there was a warmth in his heart.

With his back to her, Dominick lowered his gaze, seeing her fingers clutching his shirt hem.

"Let go,"

"he said in in a low voice.

His voice sounded even colder and more distant in the heavy rain, yet it carried a hint of tangled emotions and some expectations.

She didn't grip too tightly, and he could have easily shaken her off.

Hearing his cold "let go," Stephanie lowered her head, her fingers slightly tightening, feeling both upset and confused.

Suddenly, a loud rumble of thunder echoed in the sky.

"Let go!" Dominick suddenly became impatient. The icy rain slid past his lips as he coldly reprimanded her. He turned and was about to shake off her hand.

"Dominick, it's been so long since you've been home." Stephanie didn't know where her courage came from. She tightened her grip on his shirt, wrinkled it, and said something she didn't know why she said.

"It's been so long since you've been horie, he replayed her words inwardly.

He was stunned for a moment, his gaze burning on her face.

Under his gaze, her cheeks inexplicably flushed, awkwardly adding in a low voice, "Grandpa, he really misses you."

And so do I,' she said inwardly.

Rain blew into the car, and the burst of coldness made one instantly sober.

Stephanie slightly parted her lips and dared not say the rest. Slowly releasing her right hand, she didn't dare cling to him.

She thought, 'What am I thinking? I don't even know what I am thinking"

The bodyguard stood by his side, holding an umbrella, while Dominick remained silent. His gaze fell on the slightly wrinkled hem of his shirt. He took large strides and went straight back to the car they had arrived in.

Soon after, there was a loud bang as the bodyguard closed the car door.

Stephanie looked up at the blurred profile through the opposite car window. She wanted to say something, but what could she say?

The car quickly started. She thought, "He's such a busy guy. He must have a million things on his plate."

"Dominick!" Just as the Bugatti opposite started, Stephanie suddenly shouted, "Dominick, today is April Fool!"

Her words were a little hasty, strange, and illogical, but she seemed to be explaining something and didn't want him to misunderstand."

The car didn't stop because of her shout and gradually drove away.

However, Dominick, in the back seat of the black Bugatti, clearly heard her. He glanced at the text message on his phone again and was stunned for a second.

He leaned against the seatback and closed his eyes, feeling somewhat tired.

"So, it's just a prank,' he said inwardly.

"Why did he suddenly come looking for me?" Stephanie didn't understand, tilting her head to look out the car window at the rain. Her mind was still stuck on his drenched appearance from earlier.

An hour later, the car returned to Wellington Villa. However, before she could get out, Brad, with a worried expression, hurried over with an umbrella.

"Mrs. Wellington, what happened to you?"

Stephanie was confused. She didn't know wwhy h he asked. "I'm fine. What's going on?"

Seeing that she was indeed okay, Brad sighed in relief, "Alright then."

Brad held an umbrella for her as they walked towards the main house together. "Mr. Wellington suddenly rushed back home, urgently looking for you. We don't know what happened. We were all worried that something might have happened to you."

"I already told Grandpa that I was going to the nursing home." Stephanie was puzzled.

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"Mr. Wellington sent someone to the nursing home to check, and they said you hadn't arrived yet, and your phone kept showing outside t service area. He rushed out in a hurry. Didn't you meet him?"

Stephanie's heart skipped a beat. "I did see him Chapter 94

"Then why didn't that troublemaker come back with you?" Just as they entered the main house's living room, George glanced in her direction, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, seeming puzzled that he didn't see Dominick Stephanie was a bit at a loss for words under George's questioning. "He...he has something urgent."

Seeing her embarrassed expression, George frowned and immediately scolded,

"If you ask him to come back, he will"

Stephanie froze in place. She was stunned.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"I did, but he still doesn't."

She returned to her bedroom, thinking about how George had fooled her just now and feeling inexplicably bewildered.

I do not dare to pester Dominick,' she thought.

The rain had soaked her clothes, so she changed into pajamas. Sitting cross-

legged on the bed, she somewhat absent-mindedly murmured, "Did he change his clothes? They were all soaked.

"Why was he in such a hurry to find me? And he didn't even explain when we met earlier."

Stephanie felt extremely agitated.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her. She thought of Vincent. "April Fool."

She thought of Vincent's prank call. "Dominick definitely won't be interested in these silly holidays."

She quickly dialed Vincent's number.

ay to Dominick?" As soon as the call connected, Stephanie immediately roared.

"Vincent Hayest What did you say Vincent on the other end of the phone heard her spirited yelling and felt relieved.

Very irresponsibly, he replied, "Are Com you missing any limbs? Don't worry. Dominick cares about you so much that he wouldn't really hit you.If he's scolding you, it's just a warning to scare you, nothing serious..."

"Vincent! What on earth did you say to h him?"

Stephanie was furious, her face darkened, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. "Vincent, I'll tell Dominick later that NP I'm having stomach pains, and it's because of you!"

"You can't do that, Stephanie!" Vincent suddenly became nervous.

He scowled and shouted, "I just sent a text to him. Today's April Fool h was just joking. tp kim you're meeting the mysterious man who saved you at the abandoned factory last time."

"The man who saved me at the abandoned factory...

*She repeated.

It had been a month, and she hadn't expected Dominick to care about that incident.

The man who called her "Babe."

Perhaps Dominick and the others didn't believe her, but she truly didn't know who the man was.

Her phone vibrated,